Candles flickered about the room; incense burned crisp in the air. Falls sat with her knees folded under her. The worn velvet cushion she'd been told to sit on did little to hide the rocks that were under the canvas tent's flooring. She looked around, studying the odd figurines and symbols that graced the boxes and shelves that littered the interior of the t...
Hello and welcome to my story Powers. It's my try to write an erotic urban fantasy. I want to take this time to thank, Valphund. He took my little brain child and turned it into something actually readable. ///// ///// Powers The ability to turn emotions into energy "I know it's rough, first day in a new school is hard for everyone." Chills ran dow...
Hot Cross Buns: Rich bread buns made with butter, sugar and egg, spiced with cinnamon, nutmeg and mixed spice, and baked with a mix of dried fruit and candied peel. EIGHTEEN I left work early next day, Friday, telling Jenny to do the same. She didn't need telling twice. I collected the keys to the house. David offered to take me but I begged to go on my ow...
Simon Says: Final chapter. Took awhile as I didn't want to just throw together a scene and call it a day. Thanks for sticking with Stephen, Jess and me during this little adventure. This story obviously would make much more sense with the first three chapters under your belt. And a warning -- there is a bit of a flashback thing going on in this story. Per...
Author's note: The story continues, part 3 of 6. There is quite a bit of background, especially about my version of Lycanthropy and the Clan, before the rather intense B&D-type sex. Just fair warning. As before, comments and voting are greatly appreciated, especially voting. It helps me know how well I am being entertaining. Thanks... The Hunters and the H...
Dear Readers, I know I promised you guys the next chapter, but with ideas for a whole new storyline, I had to go back and add stuff to the original in order for the new storyline to make sense. Please bear with me as I work on getting the next chapters out. I'm going to start writing in sections now, rather than chapters since I get so many complaints about...
Regaining my composure I walked back to Ottilie's room. "See Ottilie he's here, Taylor only went to the loo." Sylvia was saying to the comatose Ottilie as I entered the room. "Ottilie, Ottilie," she repeated, "Taylor's here now. Ottilie..." "It's no good, she's gone again by the look of it." Sylvia said with tears running down her face. The nurses and doc...
I sat at the table sipping a Coke from the machine just down the motel hall and watched as my best friend Joie (pronounced Joey) worked her magic on a young stud that she had picked up at the Golden Spur. Joie was married, but quite obviously not working at it. She had already taken her sweater and bra off and her breasts were out there for all to see. The '...
Forward As some of you have likely realized, I have a pet peeve. Women that disrespect their husbands by interacting with other men, in ways that would not pass, "The Hubby Sniff Test," usually irritate the hell out of me. I say usually, so as to allow for the times when she is innocent or when the husband does overreact. Fortunately, for me, I've never ha...
"He looks so peaceful floating in there." "I do don't I?" Sophia Ridge frowns a Young James Ian Pryce as they observe the body of James the Elder from his own future. Floating in his preservation tube he at least would not decay. Being deceased does that to a person. Sophia was tired of being duped and used. Her Great Grandfather Orin Ridge had switched hi...